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All the Way

The Gadjits

Today Is My Day

2002

I thought that I was one of you
But I've got so much more to do

I'll only grow old by numbers
When the world is new again
I aspire to be

I Told You So

B.B. Jay

Universal Concussion

2000

about now, its all mine

Yo, check it, check it
It seems as it was just yesterday I was doing po'ly
Surrounded by jokers that couldn't do nothing fo' me
I

like worms
Blinded forever our eyes cannot see more

Walking trying to come back home
After a battle i fought, fought and won
A new man reborn
Awake by

to respect what
Paralyze the vision like Wu I will inspect ya
When I’m on my old Dirty bastard y’all play ketchup del monte tomatoes & onions I got your

wifey 'bout to order up and take to-go 
And she poured me down her throat like I was H2O (Ho)
My shoe game retarded my old thing departed
So like twelve

bar.
Some mean old guy just walked on by,
With a devil tattoo and an' erring in his nose.
Well, I tried to introduce myself,
But no-one took the time

so infectuous you'll squirm like a kid.
If our tongues could bond, that'd be such a trip.

I'm old enough to dress myself.
Dazed and abused, by these

tone, spaceship take me home
Back to the seventh sun the seventh one
When I drop patience, Kevin's Dun
This eloquent macula is black enough
To bring

are in sight
Barkin' like dogs who are eager to bite
Anxiously I drift into sleep
Haunted by treasures I couldn't keep
Gets so I'm too lonely to weep

HELP !)
Trying to find out who's at the controls 
If it's the wizard of oz 
By now he must be fucking old 
Probably turned to stone like that statue

Just an old house with stories of its own 
Takes me back to days gone by 
The colors have faded and the steps are made of stone 
An aging friend

of knowledge
Lifting the veil and helping us acknowledge
The power of passion, the key from the coal
The diamond of the soul

Man, one of one, son of the sun

Sanders, I got all the cash
Like I'm Barry Sanders, I run through it fast, bitch

How many times do I have to tell you old man, I don't speak broke

a number Absorbed by the crowd  But now I feel the urge To stand up like a man I'll leave my mark on society Anyway I can Slaughtering the innocent

All the words that have been said are about to grow
If there only would be someone who'd listen to me to stand by my side
The time has come to open

that food out up yo mouth like Old Yeller
Satisfaction's overrated, I don't agree with failure
So I just kept making heat up in the basement like

likely you'll never get 
the perfect tip 
or learn to take hints
i want a new television 
'cause my books are getting old
and i'd watch the "news

nosedive
Ridin up above the clouds
This for those who love the sound
I'm up and never comin down
What's up man I was runnin round, town
Tryna get cake

I'm a simple song
Lost somewhere out among the noise
Cast to the side like old toys
And passing time collecting dust

I'm made of wood
Crafted by

in for somebody
See but I don't wanna be that someone
What's all this talk round town baby
Can you tell me what good it's done

Now that we're

I seen a lean old man at the butcher’s block, buying skirt steak by the pound
Who asked me if I had ever worn a handmade wedding gown
I just laughed

And I'm better now than I was
When you saw that 22 year old undeveloped kid running from Sonny Liston
I'm experienced now, trust me

Eyo, bu Rot'

Let me introduce you to the lady on the corner She's never spoken to anyone, so we just call her Nora
She patrols about the houses with a stuffed cat

give
In your final scene
Cries of the Nazarene, oh

Old man time and his weathered hands
Must keep working for his tethered plans
Years fly by all